Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 920

Nyla wore a white knitted sweater, and the sapphire necklace sparkled brilliantly against the white, drawing all attention to it.

Damon imagined how stunning she would look in the summer, when her delicate collarbones were more exposed. Any jewelry seemed to look perfect on her.

"You look amazing," he said.

"Thank you," she replied.

"Nyla... what should I do? I can't stop thinking about kissing you," Damon murmured.

Nyla looked up, her gaze locking with his deep, intense eyes. Instinctively, she curled her fingers.

The next second, she reached up and pulled him into another kiss, her lips pressing firmly against his.

Neither of them knew who lost control first, but soon the kiss grew overwhelming, stirring emotions they struggled to contain.

After what felt like an eternity, they finally broke apart, both flushed and breathless.

About half an hour later, they got out of the car and entered the villa.

By then, it was close to 10:00 p.m., and Mason had already gone upstairs to bed.

Nyla assumed Damon would head to the study to work, but to her surprise, he followed her into the bedroom.

"Aren't you working tonight?" she asked.

"No, I've got something more important to do," he replied.

At first, Nyla wondered what Damon meant by "something important".

By the time she found herself pinned beneath him in bed, whispering those three little words over and over, she understood exactly what he had meant.

In the end, she was exhausted, her voice hoarse from their activity, but he showed no signs of stopping.

When he carried her into the bathroom to clean up, she glanced at her phone—it was already 4:00 a.m.

What a beast!

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The next morning, Nyla barely managed to get out of bed, relying entirely on her willpower to avoid being late.

When she stood up, her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the carpet.